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Not much going on... I've just been mostly withdrawn & isolating myself, except for needing to go out to earn my tiny bit of sustenance money. In tandem with this virtual ''hikikomori,'' I've not been putting very much effort into trying to keep my personal surroundings in order, and have let my laundry pile up so far behind that I've totally resorted to only using the bath tub to wash my work uniform(s) whenever needed. Even in other areas I've been withdrawing, such as only completing half of the repair work to mend the rips in my motorcycle cover developed early in November, which still remains unfinished as of this date, while my machine continues to sit outside unguarded from the elements. I was also guilty of procrastinating until practically the ''last minute'' to renew my Post Office Box rental (thankful to learn of no new price increases... yet) and updating my ''Obamacare'' renewal application. I've also been slow about getting back into contact with the ''IRS'' to challenge their continued insistence that I'm still owing them more than what the Tax-Return Preparer Service assessed as what I'm short on owing.
The soreness in my arms have now pretty much for all intents and purposes nearly 100% fully subsided and have been allowing me almost complete full free range of movement and positioning. Issues still remain however whenever I'm sitting/lying in bed and trying to make ''sweeping'' movements, e.g. to clear my sheets of crumbs and such; I'm also experiencing some stiffness & cramping if I'm extending my arms out to engage in keyboard typing for significant periods of time.
As far as the pain in my toe is concerned, it still flares-up after slight bits of pressure come against it from various foot settings, but except for those instances it doesn't really bother me quite as much anymore.
Wound-up breaking the original (with the apartment) bathroom mirror when I'd decided to pull it out of storage and re-hang it on the remaining are of bare wall inside the bedroom, knowing that I should not have trusted the cord I'd tried using to be strong enough to keep the unit hung... so I'm left with trying to figure out some sort of a replacement so that I'm not feeling compelled to leave my ''Amazon Vine'' ordered item behind once I've decided to flush this Racist ''Trumpery/DeSatanic'' Cult-Worshipping State down the toilet.
And those ''dating app'' things have proven to be the Ultimate Home of Trash, Deceit and Delusion, still resulting in short-lived conversations, if any at all -- and as soon as it becomes [quote] ''mutually'' [unquote] agreed upon to take the discussion to the ''next level'' by transitioning the continuation of the communications ''off-site,'' they immediately fall completely silent, DESPITE my even strongly recommending to them that they should consider establishing a ''sock account'' to communicate through to protect their privacy, until they're comfortable enough to either share more personal contact information or until we've had a chance to ''Meet-in-Public''... behavior which strongly suggests to me that these were (to use a 'nicer' and more 'generally inclusive' term) not ''Good Faith'' actors. And yet, this is still but a minor headache when compared to the fact that these places are flooded neck-deep with the trashiest skankiest females that would've never even existed in Apocalyptic Fiction a Half-Century ago -- as these sites are over-run with any and every combination of Out-of-Shape, Tatted all to Hell, Bragging about how much ''Weed'' they smoke, ''Single Mothers'' whose ''Fur Babies'' are 'their world'... all of which effectively results in my ''BLOCKING'' at least 90% of all profiles I come across (as ''swiping left'' or saying ''No Thanks'' only gets them out of the way temporarily only for those same rejected profiles to appear back in ''rotation'' at a later date.)
December 1 - 3, 2023 (Friday - Sunday)
Internet was acting crazy when trying to start my desktop computer after returning from the jobsite Saturday (Dec. 2), when I initiated a forced shutdown of the System, which then damaged my Mozilla/Firefox-based ''LibreWolf'' web browser, which continued to remain broken (not able to connect or load any webpages) even after I'd uninstalled/reinstalled and ''updated'' the Program, which led me to initiate a ''System Restore'' to an earlier restore point, only to learn that this similarly did not fix the problem -- thus resulting in last ditch attempt to find another ''Firefox alternative'' that was NOT ''Firefox''... only to finally concede after all of these years that, just like ''Who?Tube,'' there really was no other alternative. But still problems arose even with this installation, as I would learn that Firefox-proper had since discontinued support for any ''Windows'' Operation System earlier than that suck-ass preferences-&-privacy stealing ''Windows 10'' ~ so I had to find a way to access and install an earlier version of the software... as Mozilla was making impossible to download the compatible Program from their website. (All of this is pushing me ever closer to adopting a ''Linux'' platform.)
I would also learn the next day Sunday (Dec. 3), while running late for work, that I'd had another helmet camera mounting separation occur overnight, and I could not locate my tube of ''Krazy Glue,'' which I still believed I had around somewhere, so in the interim I was barely able to improvise with a few strips of duct tape until I could swing by a store after work to purchase more glue to have on-hand.
...And in prepping for this new Journal Quarter, I'd discover that the earlier page ''repair'' required a ''repair'' to the repair, to correct yet another copying/formatting/posting error in order to get everything to link and associate and contain accurate/correct information properly.
Unmentioned Highlights from Previous Quarter...
''Weekend in Review''
December 8 - 17, 2023 (Friday [1] -Sunday [2])
When I arrived to the worksite on Saturday-1 (Dec. 9), I immediately took notice-- and a back-up snapshot --of the worksite's on-site Wi-Fi password (which was finally provided to us, and which, curiously enough, was also the very first thing I'd asked about the jobsite my very first day of working there).
During this workday, a delivery truck driver claimed to have recognized me, saying that he had in fact worked with me at my first job location after relocating to Florida. I could not place him at all until I'd asked for his full name (as his ''common'' name was similarly unfamiliar to me): it was then that the connection was confirmed. I'd have had no idea at all who he was had he not told me, because he'd lost an extreme amount of weight (for medical reasons involving his kidneys, he'd said) and looked COMPLETELY unrecognizable.
On Thursday (Dec. 14), up against the deadline to select a healthcare plan through ''ObamaCare,'' I would learn, for the first time, that there was such a thing as ''not-qualifying'' to purchase a Plan through ACA... because of ''not making enough'' to qualify for ''affordable'' ~ even thought idea (I thought) was to help make health care literally ''affordable'' for those who could NOT actually afford it! (They had me sitting on-hold for well over half-an-hour to have this reiterated to me in-personal conversation.
I went through Friday-2 (Dec. 15), not even bothering to follow-up on any health insurance pursuits, which would mean either a delay in [re]activating benefits if not a complete loss.
When my scheduling-switch relief arrived on-site Saturday-2 (Dec. 16), I inquired about all of the changes to this week's schedule, wondering if it was a ''temporary'' thing, and griping about why (as always) I'd not been offered ''first dibs'' on availability (regardless of whether I'd accept or not); I was told by this co-worker that she had some time ago suggested my name for consideration whenever changes or expansions to ''regular'' scheduling arose, but said her suggestion/recommendation was given the thumbs-down because of the difficulty they would have [re]filling my current placement on schedule ~ thus confirming my strongly-held suspicion that every attempt I've been making for the purpose of trying to get them to transfer me to a different account was being DELIBERATELY sidestepped and hindered in order to keep me exactly where they've got me!
When I explained to my co-worker that I'm more serious now about padding on a few additional hours because of my loss of ACA tax credit ''qualification,'' she gave me the name and contact numb of some ''Insurance Agent'' she said might be able to help in that regard, information which she said she'd gotten from her Son who alerted her to and vouched for this Rep.
As I was preparing to leave the worksite, I learned that the yellow lace panties I'd attached to my motorcycle handlebar mirror had shredded into a tattered mess, no doubt mostly the direct result of having been left sitting out openly and uncovered, unprotected from the Elements, for far too long.
What the ''rain'' didn't do in line with the weather report panics for this weekend, the Wind Gusts on my way to the jobsite Sunday-2 (Dec. 17) made-up for it, as I was buffeted and blown all about the road, compounded with the added unease of having to operate a two-wheeled vehicle on wet road conditions.
Attempted to text but accidentally live-dialed our scheduling supervisor after I'd returned from work: I tried to cut the call out before it connected, but he called back before I had a chance to send a text as intended. I brought up the issue of the scheduling alteration, informing him that if any foreseeable adjustments were on the horizon that I'd be interested in adding an additional day (mainly-- and of course, not freely expressed --for the purpose of bumping my income back up to ''ACA qualification'' levels), and instead of trying to assure me (even if by instilling a sense of false hope) that he might see what was available that he might be able to work around, he instead practically assured me that could see no chance of any sort of timely adjustment in scheduling (despite the notable turnover rate at the site)... which was essentially my cue to effect some sort of way to cut ties with this assignment, whether that be by transferring to a different position within the company (for which they seem to be deliberately hindering me from making) or with a different & rival company altogether.
''Extended 'Weekend-to-Weekend' Full Week In Review''
December 25, 2023 - January 1, 2024 (Monday - Monday)
I'm assuming that my frustration with my being constantly passed over whenever changes in our work schedule take place, possibly including my expressing to a co-worker that I was on the verge of actively going elsewhere, which would not rule out working for another company altogether, must've reached some ears higher up the chain of command, as I'd been contacted by our site supervisor on Tuesday (Dec. 26) with a scheduling adjustment offer, whereby he said he might have a couple of extra days he could work with to fit me in. Although I'd pretty much already known that I'd be rejecting one of the two days, especially since my ''ObamaCare'' application update with the expectant new information would now be enough for me to take advantage of the Healthcare Marketplace ''Tax Credit,'' I told him that I'd need an additional day to mull the second extra day over, which I'd finally expressed to him on Thursday (Dec. 28).
I'd attempted to finally catch-up on my laundry backlog Friday (Dec. 29) (something I'd actually planned on doing immediately after getting off from work the prior Sunday, but put a delay on it yet again, this time because of an irritating headache that made me lazy & unmotivated), but found all of the units taken... resulting in another delay.
I received a ''Holiday Gift Basket'' (a ''bag,'' in actuality), which our site supervisor dropped-off to me at my workstation Saturday (Dec. 30) ~ it contained a bottle of French ''Brut'' wine and a couple of envelopes which, upon inspection once I'd gotten back to the apartment, contained a total of $385 in various denominations.
In the mail I'd retrieved from the Post Office en route were my updates relating to my ''ObamaCare'' active status, including confirmation that with the Tax Credit my monthly premium would now be less than $3/month... which made me feel somewhat guilty, but I reasoned that if we had instead established a ''Single Payer'' system then this would not have been an issue at all.
Tried calling my Mother after work, then left a text when I did not get an answer. She texted me the following day (Sun., Dec. 31) and informed me that Darlene, our ''Family Historian,'' had just died.
Finally got around to clearing my laundry backlog Monday Evening (Jan. 1), up against both dryers which had been taken-up probably for the entire day (if not overnight), judging from the temperature -- so when it became time for me to dry my loads, I helped myself to a couple of panties as compensation for my inconvenience.
''Extended 'Full Holiday' Week In Review''
January 5 - 7, 2024 (Friday - Sunday)
Took advantage of the warm weather outside Friday (Jan. 5) to open all of the windows in the apartment to allow for some air circulation, but mainly to finally get around to addressing the aesthetic care of my motorcycle with a washdown & polishing, topping off the job with a new/replacement panty (lacy solid red) from my ''recovered'' collection, then returning inside to resort to some quick improvised finishing touches to complete the ''mending'' job on the motorcycle cover.
The next day (Sat., Jan. 6) I regretted not having listened to myself to leave the cover off of the motorcycle for the remainder of the evening, or to at least go back out to remove it after sundown, when I discovered that the projected rain that had been forecast on all of my apps had arrived at least an hour ahead of their predicted schedule, and I was left with a completely soaked cover I had to bring inside the apartment to [try to] dry out before I could prepare to head out for work.
The rain's unexpectedly early arrival had also interfered with my ability to switch camera mountings on my helmet so that I could protect the recording unit inside one of the waterproof cases, so I chanced it and rode out in the rain with the camera fully exposed to the elements: to my surprise, the unit still functioned and did not appear to be negatively affected in any way.
More rain apparently came late into the night and/or overnight into Sunday Morning (Jan. 7), again requiring me to ditch the motorcycle cover into the apartment before leaving for work.
''Weekend in Review''
January 5 - 7, 2024 (Friday - Sunday)
Took advantage of the warm weather outside Friday (Jan. 5) to open all of the windows in the apartment to allow for some air circulation, but mainly to finally get around to addressing the aesthetic care of my motorcycle with a washdown & polishing, topping off the job with a new/replacement panty (lacy solid red) from my ''recovered'' collection, then returning inside to resort to some quick improvised finishing touches to complete the ''mending'' job on the motorcycle cover.
The next day (Sat., Jan. 6) I regretted not having listened to myself to leave the cover off of the motorcycle for the remainder of the evening, or to at least go back out to remove it after sundown, when I discovered that the projected rain that had been forecast on all of my apps had arrived at least an hour ahead of their predicted schedule, and I was left with a completely soaked cover I had to bring inside the apartment to [try to] dry out before I could prepare to head out for work.
The rain's unexpectedly early arrival had also interfered with my ability to switch camera mountings on my helmet so that I could protect the recording unit inside one of the waterproof cases, so I chanced it and rode out in the rain with the camera fully exposed to the elements: to my surprise, the unit still functioned and did not appear to be negatively affected in any way.
More rain apparently came late into the night and/or overnight into Sunday Morning (Jan. 7), again requiring me to ditch the motorcycle cover into the apartment before leaving for work.
''Weekend in Review''
January 8 - 14, 2024 (Monday - Sunday)
Decided to head out for a bit of grocery shopping at ''Sam's Club'' Monday (Jan. 8), as part of taking advantage of the (in mind) ''pleasant'' weather, despite it being overcast & gusty.
As I arrived at my motorcycle I saw that my covering had been completely removed from the unit. Despite its having been somewhat windy overnight, I doubted that any amount of wind gusting would've been responsible for such a thorough removal, which led me to suspect that it had fallen prey to an attempted snatch-&-run, but was thwarted by my habit of padlocking it securely to my side kickstand.
Just as I was about to mount the seat, my phone issued an alert that our area was being placed under a ''Tornado Watch.''
Despite my concerns about the potential for power outages, given the nature of the weather and all of its related forecast ''warnings,'' my cart consisted almost entirely of ''frozen'' items (predominantly ''seafood'') or items requiring refrigeration. I was also surprised that it had not rained even a little during the whole time I'd been inside shopping.
Friday (Jan. 12) I began the process of removing all of the ''HTML'' tags and other redundancies in the collection of my ''Online Journal'' worksheets, in order to convert them all over to plain text document records, rather than keeping a full record of every clashing included HTML detail.
Retrieved my new color-shifting multi-function wall clock (my first ''Amazon Vine'' order of the year) from the Post Office while returning from work Saturday (Jan. 13) -- it was yet another Chinese ''No-Label'' generic, which I was not expecting, and it was much bigger than I'd expected (despite having order the ''smaller'' sized one of the two options available), leaving me with no idea of where exactly I could mount it.
Among the regular mail was some notice of a letter requiring my signature, which I'm apprehensive about inquiring about, as I know of no reason I should be receiving such correspondences.
''Full Week In Review''
January 15 - 21, 2024 (Monday - Sunday)
Felt lazy & guilty Monday (Jan. 15) for not getting out of the apartment to go on an errand run, only to learn later in the evening that it was a ''Holiday'' anyway (''MLK, Jr. Day'').
The ''laziness'' however lasted throughout the remainder of the week, which not only meant that I wasn't getting out to run errands, etc., but resulted in my leaving my motorcycle uncovered the entire time, which should've been addressed despite that most days were wet and/or overcast... but I was so certain with each passing day that I'd be heading out & about each successive day.
Friday Evening (Jan. 19) I'd decided to bring out my second heater (the one that was the ''Amazon Vine'' order) to compliment the one I'd originally purchased, so that I could have them both operating together on opposite sides of the bed. After a few minutes of having them running, I'd experienced a power outage, which I'd initially suspected was property-wide, but which I soon realized was only affecting my unit ''inside,'' so I checked the circuit switch box and discovered that the same circuit controlled all of the outlets in my bedroom and along the south wall of the ''living room,'' and that the simultaneous running of both heaters plus my primary computer at the same time had tripped the connection, causing me to revert back to using only one heater (whenever I'd decided to run either of them) at a single time.
Just prior to my heater match-up & subsequent power blip-out, I'd finally gotten around to resetting all of my wall-&-desk clocks so that they could now all reflect that ''time change'' nonsense that we're still being forced to observe & needlessly burdened with, which I'd only proceeded to do because of finally getting around to testing out this new ''Vine-ordered'' wall clock that I've got to write a product review on.
After experiencing a lot of push-back & attitude from a number of impatient and ''entitled'' whine-babies with whom I had to interact during an untypically busy period at the jobsite Sunday (Jan. 21), and after venting my frustrations onto a couple of my co-workers, particularly recalling the information one of them relayed to regarding why I'm still seeing no adjustments being made in my scheduling, as was promised me last month, I took this as my cue that it was time to either cut my losses and try to go elsewhere or figure out a way/place to ''pad-in'' some of my open time by serve elsewhere.
Also received a brief acknowledgment text from ''Mimi'' just as the aforementioned chaos was beginning to wind-down significantly.
''Full Week in Review''
Part-way through the day, ''Tracfone's'' mobile network finally cleared-up after a weekend of being down & inaccessible -- I wasn't sure if anything I'd been trying to get it re-established may or not have had anything to help restore it.
Also finally got around to ordering my 100% Kona from ''Lion Coffee,'' using their New Year ''$10 discount'' (which really amounted more to a $5 discount, when factoring in their flat rate five dollar ''shipping'' charge).
January 25, 2024 (Thursday)
Arrived to my eye exam appointment late again, as usual, but probably with the best actual time yet ~ only something like by five minutes this time. I was informed that despite all of the lasering treatments & eyedrops, the pressure in both of my eyes are creepingly getting worse: I was therefore instructed to begin using the prescribed eyedrops in both eyes now, instead of just the one.
Deposited all of my cash in the bank after the eye exam, and before stopping into ''Big Lots'' for my bottle water cases, where I also purchased a couple of new/replacement bed pillows.
23:55, Eastern Standard Time
January 27, 2024 (Saturday)
Finally decided to ''break-in'' my ''Walmart'' shoes after all this time by wearing them to the jobsite today.
Also in relation to shoes, having been inspired later in the workday by some walkers/joggers in the neighborhood, and missing that experience for myself, I decided to conduct a search on some reasonably decent yet inexpensive running shoes, since the ''Nikes'' and the ''Avia'' I'd wasted all that money on had completely disintegrated!
Also in relation to work, I'd attempted during a couple of brief windows of inactivity to search online for any related job postings or alternative companies in my field & relative area.
As far as my workday itself went, I did not realize until I was in the process of setting-up my laptop station that I'd forgotten to bring my thumb-drive with me, so my distractions alternated between ''NPR'' programming, ''Who?Tube'' videos, and various Internet searches.
Swung into ''Little-54'' Walmart for some onions I'd forgotten during my last store visit, plus a small handful of minor items, en route to the Post Office where I'd hoped to find my Kona Coffee waiting for me, and became pissed upon realizing that for all the money ''Hawaii Coffee Company'' charges for shipping their product, the packages are NOT mailed direct from Hawaii... but from stinkin ''Nevada''!
17:35, Eastern Standard Time
January 31, 2024 (Wednesday)
Had intended to contact a different account supervisor within our Company (who's information I'd been provided with when I'd last visited the ''Tampa'' office) when I woke-up this morning, but found that I'd slept much longer than I was expecting.
Around 13:30, I went back on ''Tracfone's'' Customer Support chat (after last night's ''after hours'' attempt) to try to regain access to my ''SIM'' card, which I'd gotten myself locked out of a few months earlier when I'd forgotten my ''password PIN,'' with the unenthusiastic intention of reactivating calling/texting services on my ''closed-account'' but still Apps-&-Internet accessible ''LG'' that I'd demoted with the purchase of my ''Moto'' device.
The first exchange got disconnected just as I was about to agree to & arrange the purchase of a reactivation plan. Frustrated at this, I pulled myself away from the PC to wash a backlog of dining & prep items.
Upon returning, reinserting my SIM, and then learning that for all of the time that I'd spent in back-&-forth with the Rep on the other side of the chat that my SIM had not been unlocked, and that it meant that I probably would've purchased a reactivation plan for nothing, I returned to the chat, now armed with the knowledge that I should've inquired about something called a ''PUK'' password. But during this exchange also I was subjected to a new round of runaround unsolving-answers which not only did not address my problem, but was also trying to tell me that I couldn't regain access to the SIM unless I'd first reactivated phone/text service... as if my prior access to it, as well as the alert on my phone requesting a ''PUK'' didn't imply that re-access to it somehow wasn't possible. So when the Rep asked the convo-closing, ''Is there anything else I can help you with?'' I'd plainly responded back with a request to be provided with the ''PUK,'' to which, miraculously and finally, I'd received the pertinent information that I'd been trying to obtain the entire time.
The whole purpose behind my considering talk/text reactivation on my ''LG'' phone follows my having come across a post in the Craigslist ''jobs posting'' section, where one of the potential job opportunities that piqued my curiosity demanded as a pre-requisite that the person(s) working for them have in their possession their own fully operational ''smartphone.''
20:05, Eastern Standard Time
February 2 - 4, 2024 (Friday - Sunday)
Despite my running late while heading to work Saturday (Feb. 3), I made the decision to make an en route stop at the Post Office to retrieve the previously owned DVDs I'd ordered through ''Amazon Marketplace's'' ''third-party seller'' areas using my credit card points to effect discounts to try to cancel out their exorbitant ''shipping fees'' (which in retrospect probably would've made for a wiser transaction had I purchased them as new unopened units, bundled together with other items I'd reserved in the main marketplace, and then applied my ''points'' to that order instead). I tested the discs on the laptop while at work, and the first one, ''The Devil's Advocate'' (snapcase ''Special Edition''), refused to play and resulted in ''error messages'' being launched on screen, something about missing codices or some-such; yet a test of the second disc loaded & played with no issues, causing me to suspect that the first disc was faulty in some way. Testing it again once back in the apartment, there still seemed to be a problem with it initially, but the problem eventually cleared after some ''buffering'' time, and though the picture quality was crappy, enough to where it had me momentarily considering replacing it with a more recently released edition, it did manage to play on my desktop system using three of the five different media player applications I'd installed. A short time later, I placed my remaining Amazon order, mainly so I could replenish my furikake reserve which was now completely depleted.
Prior to returning to the apartment though, I detoured to the local ''Walgreen's'' to retrieve my prescribed eyedrops. Once back at home base, I became aware of the fact that we'd had a new occupancy in the empty unit on the opposite building and a vacation of the Maryland couple's apartment on south end of my building, leaving only Heather in the unit at the northeast end the only remaining resident whom I know or interact with on some level.
Returned to the apartment at the end of the workday Sunday (Feb. 4) to an independent dumpster service partially blocking access to where I normally park & lock my motorcycle, as it was preparing to clear out the massive clutter that been allowed to grow bigger & bigger out of control inside our dumpster area -- I suspected that this might've been in response to yet another ''code violation'' issued by the City, though I've no way of knowing that for a certainty.
Back inside, I again took advantage of the unusual warm-snap to circulate some fresh air throughout the apartment.
''Weekend In Review''
February 9 - 11, 2024 (Friday - Sunday)
Went out to the Post Office Friday Night (Feb. 9)
to retrieve my latest ''Amazon'' shipments, which consisted of my furikake order, Dr. Joy DeGruy's book, and included my second ''Vine'' order of the year (metal paper towel holder), although my initial intent & purpose was to remove the motorcycle cover in advance of having to ride out to work the following day, to help cut down some of my prep time.
Also saw that it had taken no time at all before the dumpster area was returned to a state of chaotic clutter with yet another wave of discarded furniture and the like.
Against better judgment, I decided to call my Mother upon my return to the apartment, and as I'd feared I'd ended-up staying on the line for far longer than planned, which was going to cut significantly into my sleep time, which I sort of justified had already been made-up for anyway, considering how late I'd forced myself to remain in bed earlier in the day.
At a later point during our phone conversation, she introduced me to ''Chris Stapleton''... I pulled up a few of his songs online while still talking about him to get a sense of why she'd become so enamored with his music/style.
Upon arriving to the job site Saturday (Feb. 10), I was not only met with an entirely new/different person I was switching out the shift with, but in reviewing the newest posted work schedule I was hit with the final corroboration of what the past 2-3 weeks' wealth of accumulated evidences had been revealing to me -- namely, that the people I'm working for/under are apparently going to insist on continuing to lie to me by refusing to honor their claims & promises of granting me specific consideration for certain additional workshifts and/or other available openings, which thus leaves absolutely no further ambiguity that it is clearly their intent to keep me locked-in where they've been keeping me this entire time with absolutely ZERO intentions of working with me in any way on any level. Ergo: it's unmistakably time for me to cut these jackals off of my throat!
While clearing out some broken-down boxes and other bits of small trash after returning from work, I rummaged through a small collection of Women's clothing items left in the dumpster area, whereupon I reclaimed for myself a couple of pastel-colored T-shirts and a couple of ''Summer Dresses,'' which I'd decided I wanted to keep on-hand to consider for any potential ''dress-up'' activities I may wish to attempt to engage in on some deeper level.
Prior to going to bed, I began fiddling with my ''LG'' phone to trying to make some storage space available when attempts at updating installed apps & downing audio files from one of my Spanish Language tutor programs kept failing. A major (brainless) issue which complicate(d/s) the problem is/was that the manufacturer and/or programmers refused to permit the phone to have the ability to establish/designate the SD card as the primary storage destination, and only a very small handful of apps would allow for the selection of the SD card to be their destination for storage! Of course, much of this would've been of little concern anyway **IF** the other programmer system hijack which prevents users from UNINSTALLING all of those non-removable ''bloat'' programs (e.g., ''FAKEbook,'' ''WHO?Tube,'' ''Goo-Goo GROAN'' browser,'' etc.) could've been overridden and forced out of the system! So, for all of my fiddling around and not getting any results and/or causing files to get lost or inaccessible and whatnot, I was concerned if I might've disrupted things in such a way, or in areas, which may have resulted in some underlying complications of which I'm not yet aware?
I arrived at the jobsite Sunday (Feb. 11) fifteen (15) minutes past my start-time (a full quarter-hour ahead of when I was actually expecting to arrive) when I'd semi-deliberately dragged out my departure time, in a somewhat act of passive-aggressiveness in response to the scheduling mistreatments, raised false hopes and broken promises I've been made to endure since having been given this particular assignment!
Went and did some planned grocery shopping at ''Winn-Dixie'' returning from work. I wouldn't realize until about an hour after I'd returned to the apartment that I'd lost track of the box of stick butter I'd bought -- but this error (which I finally later recalled had occurred in the shopping center parking lot) coincidentally made it possible for me to cross paths with the new resident across the way, whereupon I'd asked her if she might've seen where I (then thought) I might have dropped it, which I then worked to expand into an extended conversation, where I'd managed to learn her name was, ''Lisa,'' and where, naturally, I'd found a gap in the discussion to make clear & open mention that I Love ''Eating Pussy'' while trying to make it seem ''organic'' and not forced.
Later in the night, I sent a long text to ''Mimi,'' inquiring her of her post-surgery healing status and putting out feelers regarding if she's still able to experience the ''Tingle'' and if she still has interest in wanting her Pussy ''Kissed,'' all while I was sampling some of Chris Stapleton... and while he's definitely got something that makes him and his sound distinct and inviting, I'm not really finding anything about him where I could necessarily be ''won-over'' by him, either.
This Weekend also marks the Second straight week of motorcycle start-ups & normal riding without the annoyance of either the ''Fuel Injection'' engine light igniting or with me being required to go through the alternating switching on-&-off of the engine to get the timing back into sync. (And I wouldn't be at all surprised that with this official mentioning of it I'd end-up ''jinxing'' it all over again.)
''Weekend In Review''
February 12, 2024 (Monday)
Decided to return to the ''Winn-Dixie'' location I'd visited yesterday later this morning to inquire as to whether their ''cart guy'' might have returned my forgotten package of butter inside the store, and to inquire as to grabbing a replacement, which they'd allowed me to do despite having any verification of the occurrence or a product retrieval.
On the way back to the apartment, I'd intended to first swing by the Post Office for a delivery check, but for some bizarre reason I'd mistakenly believed that my turn onto ''Trouble Creek Road'' would not connect me with ''Rowan Road,'' even to the point of my not even noticing the intersection when coming to it and riding straight across it unawares. As soon as I had become convinced that I'd made a slip-up in my turn, I decided to use that ''convenient mishap'' to take advantage of the eventual connection to ''Little Road'' it was leading me toward and to make my way instead to ''Lowe's'' to shop for my next selection of Garden plants, where I'd found (finally) stocks of ''broccoli'' trays: I also managed to find one single solitary ''Japanese eggplant'' among a sea of eggplant offerings, but it was of the larger ''Ten-Dollar'' pot which had already grown to a robust size with vibrant violet leaves.
After taking a shower following all of my working in the dirt, and doing a bit of cleaning & reorganizing storage inside the refrigerator, I went back out to the other (local) Winn-Dixie to grab the ''BOGO'' Russet Potato 5lb. bags I wasn't able to get during either of the previous trips, and frozen ''Breaded Mozzarella Sticks'' that had been sold-out on the first trip and appeared to have never been stocked at all on this one. Not wanting to feel too awkward, I padded the purchase out with some ''sandwich fixin's'' in the form of lettuce, tomato, and whole-wheat hamburger buns (in lieu of any other sales of 'normal' bread).
Noted that a rip in my motorcycle cover is reforming.
Despite all that I'd actually accomplished today, I still felt as though I'd not done anything worthwhile, as I'd not devoted any time to trying to get my secondary ''Tracfone'' account re-established (so that I can have this ready before pursuing alternative employment), paying off my Credit Card statements, scheduling my follow-up ''Shingles'' vaccination, paying my ObamaCare premium which I'm delinquent on by a couple of weeks.
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